Category Archives: family
Part 1: Read the best of FAMILY Poetry
Submit to the FAMILY Poetry Contest. Get your Family Poem made into a movie. CLICK the link and read the best of FAMILY Poetry from around the world. THE GOSSIPING TREE, by Darren Finlinson https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/04/29/the-gossiping-tree-poetry-by-darren-finlinson/ FAMILY DESTRUCTION, by Barbara Hunt … Continue reading
FAMILY Poetry Contest (Winner gets poem made into film)
Deadline March 31st. Submit a poem that’s about something FAMILY and get it made into a movie. Accepting any poetry in any genre or length that’s aboutFAMILY in any way. All poems will be posted on this network. Over 95,000 unique … Continue reading
Dear Brother, Poetry by Rani Powell
Everyday, when I tell you to be careful,
I’m not saying it just to say it
I’m saying it because this world doesn’t love you, no
Because you are only 8 now but soon you will be older
And then baby boy, the world will be much colder
They will not see you as I do,
with your warm eyes and caramel skin,
with your blue-rimmed glasses and unfunny jokes,
the curls in your hair and easy smile, no.
They see you as a Black Man. Continue reading
My Life Tumbled and I Fell, Poetry by A.Goomer
When you lose someone you love, it’s hard to be strong,
When you lose that connection and bond it’s hard to go on.
You find yourself at the depths unable to cope,
You don’t have the strength to look ahead for any hope.
Holding on to every piece of them you have,
How could you leave me Dad?
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Grandfathers Love, Poetry by Sherille Williams
Who do u you call when your heart is broken. Where does love begin to form. Is it through a simple touch? My grandpa said “it’s in the hands my grandchild that holds us together.” Continue reading
The Ultimate Misunderstanding, Poetry by Stephanie Marie
I could never seem to grasp the concept of a parent disregarding the life of their very offspring. What could possibly be so enticing that one feels the need to abandon such a personal creation of art? Continue reading
What My Parent’s Gave Me, Poetry by Ada Castle
My mother was born a cherry blossom.
full of little budding flowers with the scent of heaven swirling around her space.
The same way a tea light flickers in a power starved bedroom.
Her glow enchanting, inviting, promising warmth but watch out or she will burn you,
striking you with her heat so quickly you will not be able to get away before she consumes you body and soul. Continue reading
